Hu Xianxian was lying on the mountain stone next to Zhenlong Prison Xuan, and his mind was in chaos. She returned to her own world, and the scene under the night sky was the mountains and forests she was familiar with.

Familiar, yet unfamiliar, she wasn't even sure if she was herself or not.

I thought I was a small inn boss, although I set foot on the road of cultivating immortals, I was only a half-baked magic stick with spells; But now he can actually return through the spatial turbulence of the Zhenlong Prison Xuan Array, which is difficult for the black dragon at the peak of his mana to do; Why is that?

She lay down for a long time, and I really wanted to lie half-dead like this. It wasn't until the sun was rising that she happened to catch a glimpse of the dazzling white light rising from the center of the Zhenlong Prison Xuan Array, and she remembered that she still had a lot to do.

After several tosses, her injuries have not healed, but her skills have advanced another layer, and this injury does not affect her flying down the mountain. It's just that although this skill has advanced to another level, it is only the mastery stage of Heavenly Immortal cultivation, and it is not enough to pass through the spatial turbulence. There are many secrets in this world, and now, she has become a secret to herself, and there are too many facts she wants to understand.

When she arrived at the small village at the foot of the mountain, the first thing she did was to ask someone what time it was.

When I asked three villagers, they all said it was the morning of July 12. Hu Xianxian accidentally went to the other world on the night of July 11, and after coming back, he lay on the mountain all night. So, she went to the other world to stay in the Mountain Treasure Pavilion for nearly a month, and then ran around for nearly two months, which is almost three months, but in fact, it is only one or two hours?

Hu Xianxian actually knew that the world she was in was slower than the world called the earth, but after confirming it herself, she still felt that it was too ridiculous.

Before leaving the village, she asked the village woman for a set of clothes to change into the clothes that belonged to another world. She didn't summon Caique, she looked for herbs to heal herself while returning to Lingzhou. The feeling of familiarity and strangeness to the world in her heart made her uncomfortable, and she wanted to go back to her hometown to find the feeling she had in the past.

When Hu Xianxian arrived in Delingzhou, it was noon on July 15, and she entered the city through the West Gate.

There are Gongyuan and Confucius Temple on Xizheng Street, and there are many academies. Minglun Academy, Zun Jing Academy, and Wen Ping Academy are the three most famous academies, and they are also the three places where Sanhua used to go to peek at scholars.

Thinking of Sanhua, the corners of Hu Xianxian's mouth flashed with a smile, and she finally found a feeling that she belonged here.

There are many stationery shops, bookstores, pastry shops and tea shops on Xizheng Street, and Hu Xianxian walked slowly, looking at each other.

When she walked to the gate of the Confucian Temple, she looked at the ten thousand high walls and was stunned. I don't know if it is a coincidence, or if it is deliberately arranged by the immortals, Allah, and Buddha who belong to the "heavenly world", Saint Kong is also a saint in terms of culture and thought in this world.

The ten thousand high walls outside the Confucian Temple have the sublime meaning of showing the Confucian Temple. Civil officials get off the sedan chair here, and military attaches dismount here, and they can only go through the left and right side doors. The main hall is facing the wall of 10,000 feet, although it is not really 10,000 feet high, but there are about three zhang.

Hu Xianxian remembered that when she was a child, she came to the Confucian Temple in order to chase a kitten, and the kitten ran into the Confucian Temple, and she also wanted to chase it in. When she was about to enter the door, the temple zhu guarding the door stopped her, saying that women could not enter the Confucian Temple.

At that time, after Hu Xianxian came out in a huff, he did not go far. When she saw that Miaozhu was dozing off, she went to climb over the ten thousand high walls.

When he was a child, Hu Xianxian was very flexible, but no matter how flexible he was, it was difficult to climb the straight and erected wall. She didn't climb two steps before she fell, breaking her palms and knees.

Thinking of this, Hu Xianxian looked at the high wall and smiled coldly, and stood on the wall with a slight leaning in.

She glanced down and saw that the temple building was similar to that of other temples, except that the main hall was dedicated to saints rather than gods and Buddhas.

Hu Xianxian felt that it was not interesting, so he flew down the wall. After she landed, she heard Miao Zhu shouting, shouting that there was a monster climbing onto the high wall.

When the others came out to see, Hu Xianxian had already walked away, and they all complained that the temple was dizzy. even taught him not to shout, he has been a Confucian temple in vain for so many years, and he doesn't even know that "the son is silent and the strange power is chaotic".

Xiping Street, which is adjacent to Xizheng Street, has many houses of rich and noble families, and the street is clean and tidy, full of green trees, and it is a prosperous but not noisy street. There are many jewelry stores and silk shops on this street, and Hu Xianxian used to yearn to buy the exquisite items in these shops. Looking at those items today, she didn't have the slightest desire to buy them in her heart.

Hu Xianxian walked around, walked to Beizheng Street, walked through the gate of the City God Temple, and then walked to the gate of the Land Temple. She stood at the gate of the Land Temple, but after all, she still didn't go to see Gui Chongxu.

But when she turned around, Gui Chongxu chased out of the temple gate, "Xianxian, why don't you come in and sit?" Think my temple is small? ”

Hu Xianxian coughed lightly, "Your temple is still small?" The incense of the City God Temple has been robbed by you. ”

Gui Chong smiled falsely, but there was some sadness in his eyes, "The incense is prosperous, and there are many things." ”

After seeing Gui Chongxu, Hu Xianxian felt a little familiar with this world in his heart, "What is the difficult thing to do with Uncle Gui?" ”

Gui Chong stopped talking in vain, looked around, sighed and said, "You go to the yamen to have a look, and then go to Gaojia Village to have a look, and it will naturally be clear." ”

Hu Xianxian said that he was going to take a look, politely declined the invitation to drink tea with Chongxu, and continued to move forward.

There are many coffin shops, incense wax paper money shops, and workshops for carving tablets and plaques on this Beizheng Street, because it is the Midyear Festival, it seems that business is booming.

Bei'an Street next to it has returned to its usual bustle and chaos, and those big green buildings and small private prostitutes are standing in front of women with inferior fat powder. Walking outside the casino, there was a shouting of high and low inside, I don't know who got rich overnight, and who lost all the property.

Also on Bei'an Street, the flower and bird market is very clean. The shopkeepers all sat leisurely at the door and chatted, saying that they met a stupid boy one day, and a cricket was sold for a thousand taels of silver.

There is a lot of boasting in these words, but it is also true that those gentlemen are willing to spend a lot of money for the same love thing.

There are also some antiques and thrift items for sale, but most of the items here are of unknown origin.

There are also some food stalls on the edge of the city gate, and people are eating and chatting in twos and threes. Most of these diners are pawns of peddlers, and occasionally there are nobles who come to change the taste. Some noble sons don't gamble or prostitute, they like some gadgets, and after picking up good things, they come to eat some snacks, and they feel that they are more noble than those who gamble and prostitute their kind.

From the north of the city to the east of the city, Hu Xianxian met many familiar faces, but she didn't want to greet them. They also recognized Hu Xianxian, but they didn't dare to step forward to say hello. There was a murderous aura in her, which made them feel unconsciously afraid.

Dongzheng Street is the seat of the state capital Yamen, and there are two large temples, Zhengde Temple and Ci'en Temple. The incense paper money shops and antique shops on this street sell things that are several grades higher than those on Bei'an Street.

Hu Xianxian has the deepest impression of this place is the temple fair. The temple fair is held on March 19, the temple fair is held on September 19, and the temple fair at Shanfu Temple outside the city is held on June 19.

Zenfukuji Temple is a little far from here, and the temple fair is similar every year. These two temples have new tricks every year, just to show the devotees that their jungle is better. Those exquisite utensils display, the lively and extraordinary grand scene, not like a temple fair, but like a wealthy family.

Hu Xianxian thought of those scenes and felt funny, such a heavy comparison heart, what is the cultivation of cultivation?

When he walked to the yamen, Hu Xianxian saw that the wooden stakes hanging people's heads were still there. The stakes were rotten, and all that was red with blood was black mold.

It may be that the current prefect is cowardly and benevolent, and no one has been beheaded for public display.

It's just that Hu Xianxian saw a few wisps of resentment entangled on the bloodless wooden stake. How thick and deep is the resentment that has not dissipated under the scorching afternoon sun?

Hu Xianxian remembered Gui Chong's empty desire to speak and stop, this is what he is difficult to solve?

Hu Xianxian was shocked and hurried to see Gui Chongxu.

As soon as she saw him, she asked, "Are there many people who didn't enter the underworld after they died?" ”

Gui Chongxu was silent for a long time before he said with a guilty face: "It's mainly those people in Gaojia Village back then. Alas, blame me for not handling it well back then......"